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Mr Turner (2014) "Mr. Turner" is a film released in 2014 that explores the life of the famous British painter, J.M.W.

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"Mr. Turner" is a film released in 2014 that explores the life of the famous British painter, J.M.W. Turner. Directed by Mike Leigh and starring Timothy Spall in the titular role, the movie delves into the intricate and often tumultuous world of one of the most eminent artists of the 19th century.

Set in the early 1800s, "Mr. Turner" takes the audience on a journey through Turner's career, showcasing his artistic achievements and the impact his work had on the art world. Timothy Spall's brilliant portrayal captures the essence of Turner, depicting him as a complex and private man, deeply devoted to his craft.

The movie unravels Turner's relationships with his father, played by Paul Jesson, as well as the women in his life. Marion Bailey delivers a marvelous performance as Turner's long-term housekeeper and mistress, Hannah Danby. Her presence in Turner's life provides a sense of stability and companionship amidst his tumultuous lifestyle.

"Mr. Turner" also features a stellar supporting cast, including Dorothy Atkinson as Turner's abandoned lover and mother of his two daughters, and Ruth Sheen as Mary Somerville, a friend and supporter of his work. These characters add depth and intimacy to the narrative, showcasing different aspects of Turner's personal and professional life.

The film skillfully recreates the historical context of Turner's era, immersing viewers in the world of 19th-century Britain. The costumes, set designs, and landscapes transport audiences back to a time when Turner's innovative art style challenged traditional perspectives and expectations.

One of the highlights of "Mr. Turner" is its exceptional cinematography. Director of Photography Dick Pope masterfully captures the essence of Turner's paintings, transforming the screen into a living canvas. Each frame of the film feels like a work of art in itself, with its meticulous composition and use of lighting. The cinematography truly does justice to Turner's legacy and his ability to capture the beauty of nature on canvas.

The score of "Mr. Turner," composed by Gary Yershon, perfectly complements the visuals and enhances the emotional depth of the film. The music evokes a sense of contemplation and melancholy, transporting the audience into Turner's world. From the delicate piano melodies to the grand orchestral arrangements, the score reflects the beauty and complexity of Turner's artistry.

For those intrigued by the life and works of J.M.W. Turner, "Mr. Turner" is a must-watch. The film delves into the artist's personal struggles, creative process, and societal influences, offering a comprehensive exploration of his life. Whether you are an art enthusiast or simply fascinated by biographical dramas, "Mr. Turner" is a captivating and visually stunning cinematic experience.

If you are curious to immerse yourself in the sounds of "Mr. Turner" or relive moments from the film, you can play and download the film's score and soundtrack on various platforms. Whether it's listening to the grandeur of the orchestration or the delicate notes of the piano, these sounds will transport you back to the world of J.M.W. Turner and his artistic legacy.

Afore they took her away.
Africa, Zanzibar, the Indies.
Ah, Booth, yes. Mr Booth.
Ah, Mr Turner.
Ah, the holy city, Mr Turner
Ah.
Aha!
And I am greatly honoured to make your acquaintance.
And sell 'em, all of 'em
And the spirit immediately drove him out into the wilderness.
And what is your present endeavour, Turner?
And what was your profession, Mr Turner?
Are you interested in poetry, sir?
At least my work does not represent self portrait as ass.
At your service, Mr Booth,
Aye, nor the body of Lord Nelson.
But he will not wait forever.
Can never be loo salty for me, madam.
Colour is absolute.
Come in. You can finish that later.
Dirty linen.
Edinburgh, fair city
Fashioning a nib from steel and making money,
For certain 'tis!
Good day to you, Mr Turner.
Good day.
Good man.
Has the look of a fallen angel.
Haydon, I am hard... hard set
He is a cracked pot.
He was overheard to remark that...
Here's to her.
I beg your pardon?
I concur. He suffers the fate of Tantalus.
I do not, Mrs Somerville.
I do thank you, sir.
I don't care for that much.
I don't know!
I find myself marvelling at my own wealth of perception,
I may swim.
I mean, why would he go and destroy a perfectly good painting?
I must get on.
I need a rest.
I think we would be happy.
I was not addressing you, sir.
I'll buy it.
I'm astounded you have all your paraphernalia
I'm green eyed with envy.
In summertime, though, 'tis a lovely calm spot for a picnic
Indeed, as mighty Apollo moves across his heavenly tract.
Indeed, sir?
Indeed.
Is written with a Gillott pen nib, one of my nibs
It needs no explanation, sir.
It takes me only half an hour to paint a picture.
It will come.
It would be his salvation.
It's an engineering phenomenon.
It's this way, sir.
Its short heavings to me... speak reproof
Long after our viewing.
Me damsel...
Mind you, you're better off being a donkey
Mm hm.
Mr Mallard...
Mr Mayall, may I beg your indulgence with a question?
Mrs Ruskin... it will come.
My wife is especially partial
My wife, Effie,
Never in any taken shape to be seen...
No matter. Suits me, brewed and stewed
Nothing comes from nothing, madam.
Now, if you would be so kind as to make yourself comfortable...
Now, sir...
Now, then..
Now...
Number six.
Oh, come, come, sir.
Oh!
Oh! No, it isn't!
Oh! Sticky.
Oh? Oh, I am sorry.
Oh.
Oh...
Out of the question.
Perhaps it is the duty of the husband..
Preposterous!
Raise your pot of grog. To the fine, fighting Temeraire!
Reaching up beyond the clouds.
Rejoice! Hurrah! Hip, hip, hooray!
Remind me again, what is your profession?
Rubens, the triptych.
Sat in the corner of the shop, scratching away with the chalk and charcoal.
Sheer mockery.
Show her due respect, boy.
Sir...
Talent is something that lies dormant
Thank you, Cornelius,
Thank you, Mr Turner.
Thank you. How many do you want?
That all things on this earth are connected.
That I find myself quite unable to answer your question
That's too bad. That's too bad.
The bitch!
The universe is a wondrous thing, is it not, Mr Turner?
Then reinter the coffins with another atop
There is no immediate cause for concern, Mrs Booth.
There you go.
There, Mr Mallard. This'll warm you up.
There, stay.
There.
There.
There.
They are too valuable. Don't be a fool, man. See sense.
They remove the soil, extract the coffins,
They say he has the sickness.
Turner!
We have buried five children
We have damn rats.
Well, I didn't put 'em there.
What a curious fate is mine
What in Jesu's name can 50 pounds do?
What is concealed behind the small brass cap?
Whatever he's brewing, we'll soon be viewing it.
Whatever next?
Where is that wretched baker's boy?
Where? What am I looking at?
Which instil in me no sense of awe whatsoever,
While mostly blessed with good intent, we have our doubts.
Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters
Why, I have recorded the great falls of Niagara, sir
Wig maker.
Wind.
Without a pane of glass left in the entire place.
Without recalling your miraculous painting.
Ye common throng and hoi polloi,
You put me in mind of a Greek sculpture I'm familiar with, of Aphrodite,
You've witnessed a hammer being produced from a lady's reticule.
Your canvas
Your painting, sir, is hanging next door to that of Mr Turner.
100,000 pounds. What do you say?
A ghost of the past. No, Rabbie.
A man of the law. Indeed.
A very good evening to you, sir. Evening, Manners
And the victor? The horses.
Carlo the Salamander. Amico mio.
Chrome yellow, Joshua, Chrome yellow, sir.
Good day, sir. Good day to you, miss.
Good day. Good day.
Good morning, Mr Turner. Marlin, Sir Billy, Gussy.
Grout. Mr Turner.
He was wheezing last week. Shh sh sh,
It did not sell. Indeed not?
Like a compass? Exactly so.
No, you must sit down and rest now. The canvas.
Playful as you wish. Thank you.
So be it. You cannot give your pictures away.
Splendid. Well, do come in.
The canvas is damaged. Oh, that's all right.
The King's private secretary, Knighton. Oh.
The Temeraire! The Temeraire!
There. Daddy!
Unhand me! Remove this man!
What can I do for you today? Well, let me see.
What's that? We're filled with fascination.
Years ago. Who do you speak of, Daddy?
Your age? Twenty two, sir.
...and when possessing colour, um...
...then I will buy the lease.
...to strengthen the colours.
'tis a potent subject for a painting, is it not?
'Tis Mr Turner's latest piece, which placed above your mantelpiece...
♪ Here the willow on the moor
♪ I'm a poor simple girl so excuse me, sir, pray
♪ I'm up early and late and though humble my state
♪ May my wrongs create
♪ Remember me
♪ Forget my fa..